If, while you’re out in space, Love
You’re horny as a targ
Take a tip from a security chief, love
That phat slut Tasha Yar
She discovered the pleasures of Data
He became her sexual pet

‘Cause he’s fully functional, and anatomically correct
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct
His Defiant, with its thrusters, will explode in your wormhole
And he’ll rub his trusty spangler wrench on your warpcore manifold
His multiphasic torpedo, will penetrate your rift
and cause a quantum singularity in your transwarp conduit

So if you’re a filthy horta, Data’s your bestest bet
‘Cause he’s fully functional, and anatomically correct
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct
He gently massages your gel packs
While he replicates some lube
Then he shoves his throbbing razor beast into your Jefferies tube
So lower your shields, spread your nacelles, to make room for his craft
As he thrusts his delta flyer into your big, fat, juicy aft

So if you’re a filthy horta Data’s your bestest bet
‘Cause he’s fully functional, and anatomically correct
He’s fully functional and anatomically correct
His pelvis, a tireless engine, he shakes it when he struts
He’s full of dilithium crystals, in his bolts and in his nuts
He, too, likes to be pleasured
He will put you on your knees
And if you’re into disgrace
He will cover your face with his android anti-freeze